Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Jolee Island

Sandestin has an island. It's a peaceful piece of land where so far, I've not encountered another soul. I'm sure that isn't the case in high season, so I'm taking advantage of it now.

In French, one of the few words I actually remember, "jolie" means "pretty" or "nice". I'm guessing that might be what whoever named this island was aiming for. Although, given the way they spelled it, possibly the last name of someone.

Let me take you on a tour, starting on a sunny day when I walked past the island entrance and ending with today's cloudy photo trip (click to enlarge):

Entrance

Cross the wooden bridge over the bay

Choctawhatchee Bay

One of the walking paths on the island

Berries, foliage

Even a play area for the kids

A wooden pathway on the edge of the water circumnavigates the island

The bridge as viewed from the island

Leaving the island

There are also picnic tables and grills on the island (and "facilities") so it wouldn't be hard to spend a whole afernoon exploring, playing with the kids, cooking out, reading and listening to the birds.

About Me

I was born a reader. My first real "grown-up" book came from a school book fair when I was in the fourth grade -- Little Women. I still have it, 58 years later. As I became acquainted with the March girls, I came to identify with one more than the others. It certainly wasn't shy, timid Beth or proper Meg. Amy's love of art resonated with me, but at last, because she loved literature and writing and because of her independent nature -- although often awkward and outspoken -- it was decidedly Jo.